#Fatal Wife#

[At first, I thought Bai Nian's fake innocence was a little annoying. Now, all I felt for her was pity. Cheng Heyun's mouth was truly vicious.]

[You haven't seen enough yet. This is nothing. As a Skylight Group employee, I can personally testify that Cheng Heyun is usually even harsher. He insults people without using a single curse word, yet leaves them too ashamed to show their faces. He's probably holding back today because Chu Xiyue is here.]

Cheng Heyun withdrew his gaze. When he looked at Chu Xiyue again, the chill in his eyes melted away as though touched by warm sunlight, and he returned to the image of the gentle, elegant young nobleman.

Bai Nian rolled her eyes speechlessly, found a corner to sit in, and moved as far away from that simp as possible!

Just as this little interlude came to an end, the sound of a suitcase rolling came from outside. There were only four single guests on this show, so the person walking in was probably the program's final single civilian male guest—Wang Shuran's ex-boyfriend, Ke Yan'an.

Chu Xiyue recalled this love triangle and turned toward the door with interest.

A man in an ordinary white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers came into everyone's view, dressed cleanly and refreshingly.

Ke Yan'an was thirty-four this year. Judging from his features, he looked several years younger than his actual age. He had a guitar slung over his back and pushed a black suitcase in one hand, brimming with sunshine and vitality.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Ke Yan'an—Ke as in wood and can, Yan as in rock, and An as in safety. I'm thirty-four this year. I like music and am good at tennis and billiards. I'm probably the oldest person in this house. If you need anything, feel free